Предмет: Английский язык, автор: ddobroz

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Before Yao Xie had implemented his plan to ambush the Mars Prefecture Legion, he had received opposition from other demons. Being outraged, he had taken two of his most loyal subordinates and left for the Luo Shen Mountain. Even though his personal anger had been vented, this whole incident had brought the whole lion race to the brink of extinction. If the human invaders continued slaughtering them, then they could become extinct in the near future. As one of the most dominant races throughout the Demonic Prefecture, the lion race had long been notoriously rampant and arrogant, especially after Yao Xie had become the Demonic Evil. They were, therefore, not quite popular among the demons.

With the approaching human invaders, they had no way to hide and the old demons in the valley were their last resort. They deeply, deeply wished for their seniors to come out and help them survive this whole ordeal.

However… no response came, after they had remained kneeled down in front of the valley for a whole night! This morning, they hoped for a positive sign; yet contrary to their expectation, no sound came except the sound of the raindrops. Even the birds and beasts nearby were silent.

“Your Highness, Demonic Immortal, please save your citizens. We’ll forever remember your kindness if you lend us a hand!” As Long Pifu and his team were on their way to Heaven Immortal City, the demons realized their time was limited. No hesitation was allowed, for they had to fight for their survival, no matter what. If the people from the Mars Prefecture arrived, the rivers here would definitely turn red with blood…

Silence, absolute silence!


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До Яо се осуществили свой план засады префектуры Марса Легиона, он получил оппозицию от других демонов. Будучи возмущен, он взял двух своих самых верных подчиненных и уехал в горы Ло-Шень. Хотя его собственная злость была вентилируемый, весь этот инцидент привел весь Лев расу на грань вымирания. Если человека оккупанты продолжили убить их, то они могут исчезнуть в ближайшем будущем. В качестве одного из самых доминирующих рас на протяжении демонические префектуры, Лев гонки уже давно известно, бесчинствуют и высокомерный, особенно после того, как Яо се превратился в демонического зла. Поэтому они не очень популярны среди демонов. С приближением человеческих захватчиков, они никак не могли скрыть и старых демонов в долине были их последней надеждой. Они глубоко, глубоко пожелала для своих пенсионеров, чтобы выйти и помочь им пережить это тяжелое испытание. Однако... ответ не пришел, после того, как они оставались на колени перед долине на всю ночь! В это утро они надеялись на положительный знак; однако, вопреки их ожиданиям, ни звука не доносилось, за исключением звука капель. Даже птицы и звери рядом молчали. “Ваше Высочество, демонический Бессмертный, пожалуйста, сохраните ваши граждане. Мы будем вечно помнить вашу доброту, если ты поможешь нам!” Как долго сайту pifu и его команда были на пути к небесам Бессмертный Город, демоны поняли, что их время было ограничено. Без колебаний было разрешено, ибо они должны были бороться за свое выживание, несмотря ни на что. Если люди из префектуры Марса прилетели, реки здесь определенно стала красной от крови... Тишина, абсолютная тишина
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Picnics are popular with women and children and some men who know how to make a fire. Children are fond of picnics chiefly because, as a rule, there are no tables at picnics and consequently no table manners and because they have an excellent opportunity to eat things that do not agree with them. Since picnic lunches are always just about the same and therefore require little imagination, women do not have to trouble about thinking up a meal. Much depends, of course, upon the day. Typical picnic weather is of three kinds. Either it is dark and threatening with occasional showers in the morning, clearing in the afternoon or it is hot and clear in the morning, with thunder showers in the afternoon; or there is a steady drizzle all day long. But as most of the lunch is prepared ahead of time, nothing much can be done about it. After all, there is not much choice between eating a picnic lunch that has waited a day or two and getting a soaking. Picnic grounds are usually situated on a body of water at some high altitude. One of these features is essential, for no picnic can be a success unless the children have something to fall into, or fall off. Also, a body of water naturally suggests taking fishing tackles along. No fish was ever known to have been caught on a picnic, but fishing serves as an excellent excuse for getting out of the way while the heavy work is being done. Quite the most important feature of the picnic is the lunch. Fried chicken is always popular ... Then there should be hard-boiled eggs. Almost everything else that comes in a can or a paper bag is good for a picnic lunch. These containers are very important as, after the contents have been eaten, they are strewn about and identify the picnic ground. Ginger ale, too, should be brought along to remind you that you left the bottle-opener at home. However, there is always at least one person present who knows how to open a bottle on a rock. As soon as the food and other equipment have been unpacked it is in order to start a fire. Collecting wood provides occupation for people who do not know how to amuse themselves. After the lunch has been eaten a picnic is mostly anticlimax. But there is always the possibility of someone nearly getting drowned or running into a hornets’ nest or twisting an ankle. However, you must remain until well into afternoon, or you may not appear to have had a good time. To make matters worse, someone will suggest singing. Picnics, whatever may be said against them, have their advantages. At least they reawaken in the hearts of many the truth of the old saying that there is no place like home.
(S. M. G. From “Humour Variety. Stories, Jokes, Cartoons”, No. 2, London​